Posts about golf course
Before photography and the internet, golf was the major hobby in my life for many years, in all its forms.
I took a walk up through the woods from Heimwehfluh, near Interlaken. The top of the walk, after half an hour or so of wheezing and muscle aching, was high above the end of Lake Thun. Aside from enjoying the walk, having some exercise, and enjoying the view, I also discovered that the golf course…
Visiting the golf club at Carnoustie in Scotland brings back memories from the days when golf, not photography, was my driving passion.
Jo and I travelled to Scotland over the weekend to attend the wedding of Jo’s friend Alice to her RAF sweetheart Chris.
Many, many, many years ago, I used to play golf and enter competitions with my father. One winter, we rose especially early and headed down to the coast at Bournemouth for a father and son tournament, at which I remember we both played shockingly badly.
